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In irl

A dad

I’ to be a dad

Suddenly there is nothingto marry her” I tell my father when he comes to visit me

Giuseppe sits across the table in the room reserved for attorneys and their clients He wears a pressed pin-stripe suit, Italian leather loafers, and a clean linen shirt He looks perfectly polished as usual “I would expect so,” he sighs “We need to get you out of here first though”

Next to Giuseppe sits Ricky, headphones covering his ears as he doodles on a legal pad

“Dad,” I look atolder but still thehappens-”

“Gio-” He tries to cut me off

“No, listen tohappens to me you have to take care of her and the baby”

“I know, Gio”

“No, I love her pops I really do I don’t want her to go without anything Anything she wants she gets, ya know? Be there for her, she doesn’t have fauys will have to protect her”

He nods “I know son, I will take care of her”

“Promise me”

He gives me an easy smile “I promise”

“Good” I lean back into the cool metal chair